“It’s like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.” E. L. Doctorow said this about writing, but it’s really about anything in life. You have to trust that things will be revealed as you move forward toward a goal, that there will always be enough light to see...
Read MoreRemembering Summer
Ah summer. The days are long, stretched out in light and heat and possibilities. Especially when you are a kid. For most of us, summer was the best part of the year–no school, playing all day, maybe even going on a family trip. Even if we didn’t have the ideal childhood, summer offered us a kind of...
Read MoreLearning to Fish
The summer I was six, my father taught me how to fish. We’d leave my mom home and drive out to Robert Moses State Park on the south shore of Long Island, past the swimming beaches to the fishing piers. We’d walk up and down one pier and then the other, watching the fishing people cast their clear lines over the rail and into the...
Read MoreThe Magic of Floating
On Friday evening, after I took my meds, I tossed the Frisbee into the pool for Mabel. She’s such a water dog, navigating around the snaking cleaner hose, onto the loveseat and out of the pool. I threw it four or five times and then I was hot enough to go in too. This is that time of year when the water is cooler than the outside air and I...
Read MoreFinding Home
It’s been TWO YEARS since I left my life in Arizona and moved to the beach. For those of you who don’t know the story, it’s a page turner. And it’s full of lessons for me about faith and letting go and giving up control. Now, two years later, I am learning the same things, on a deeper level. And re-reading about how I did it...
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